Stay together for the kids, my one true religion

Julia lives down the street from me. Her hair is brown with a natural curl and her body is toned, all traces of bearing her now three grown children have been erased by hours of yoga, snowboarding, and a preordained genetic blessing. She can be seen walking throughout the subdivision, giving her deaf dog commands in sign language, and rushing between various meditative practices, her slight figure obscured beneath a coordinating sweatsuit.